mtl008 Chapter 341 Wei Chang's Original Aspiration
Chapter 341 Wei Chang's Original Aspiration
Chapter 341 Wei Chang's Original Aspiration
Ying Wuyou stared intently at Wei Chang and said earnestly, "In my opinion, you are fully capable of serving as a teacher in the medical school and imparting medical knowledge."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chang was utterly astonished. He stared at Ying Wuyou in disbelief and stammered, "But... but there are so many talented people here, many of whom are more skilled in medicine than I am!"
Ying Wuyou gently shook her head, her gaze as bright as a burning torch, and slowly said, "At present, you are the only doctor I know who focuses on women's childbirth, women's health, and infant health. If you want to raise more awareness and attention, you must take a position in a medical school. Only in this way can you gradually increase your influence in the medical field, and then lead the entire Qin Dynasty, and even the world, to focus on the many issues related to women's fertility."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chang fell into a deep silence. Memories of the past surged forth like a tidal wave, overwhelming him. Especially vivid was that unforgettable snowy night. It was the dead of winter, exceptionally cold, with heavy snow falling thick and fast. He was young and naive then, but everything that happened that night was deeply etched into his young heart.
In the dead of night, amidst the biting cold, his mother was struggling to give birth to the family's fifth child. Her piercing, heart-wrenching screams shattered the thick walls, reaching his ears and causing his small, frail body to tremble uncontrollably. The midwife's anxious cries, especially sharp and clear in the utter silence of the night, rang out: "Madam is having a difficult labor!"
Then came the sound of the door opening, followed by the midwife's voice: "Sir, do you want to save the mother or the child? If you don't choose now, it will be too late."
At that moment, through the crack in the door, Wei Chang saw his father's face turn deathly pale, and he heard his father utter those incredibly cruel words, trembling as he spoke—"Save the child..."
In Wei Chang's mind, the memories after that day became blurry, as if shrouded in a thick fog. But that heartbreaking scene was deeply imprinted in the depths of his young heart, lingering there.
At that moment, my father, with a grave expression, led his siblings and me into the delivery room where my mother was. Upon entering, a pungent, nauseating stench of blood assaulted our senses. My mother lay quietly on the cold delivery bed, her face as pale as paper, her breath as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, as if she might be extinguished at any moment.
Young Wei Chang had never seen anything like it before. The pungent smell stimulated his olfactory nerves, causing his stomach to churn. Finally, he could not suppress his body's reaction and vomited on the spot.
Just then, Wei Chang noticed his mother's gaze. Her once dim eyes laboriously swept across each of their faces. At that moment, time seemed to freeze; the endless longing and reluctance in her eyes pierced Wei Chang's heart like a sharp sword. Then, his mother slowly closed her eyes, leaving them forever.
From that moment on, a seed called "determination" took root and sprouted in Wei Chang's heart. He secretly vowed that he would study medicine in this life and devote all his efforts to saving women facing the danger of difficult childbirth, and never let similar tragedies happen again.
However, when Wei Chang truly embarked on this arduous path of medical study, he deeply realized how naive his childhood vow had been. In that era, research on women's childbirth in the medical field was almost nonexistent, with virtually no predecessors leaving behind any experience or achievements to draw upon. Everything required him to explore and experiment on his own.
To fulfill his vow, Wei Chang began frequenting places where women gathered. Whether it was on the streets, in markets, temple fairs, or in rural villages, wherever there were women, his busy figure could be found. He tirelessly inquired about and collected all sorts of production cases, not letting go of any opportunity to obtain relevant information.
At the same time, Wei Chang actively consulted with local midwives, learning their traditional methods. Although most of these methods lacked scientific basis, they might contain some valuable practical experience. He carefully observed and analyzed them, combining them with his medical knowledge, trying to find ways to effectively reduce the incidence of dystocia.
Day after day, year after year, Wei Chang relentlessly pursued his inner conviction. Although the road ahead was fraught with difficulties, he never considered giving up.
However, rumors about him spread like wildfire through the streets and alleys. People talked about him, saying that his behavior was quite strange, especially his fondness for hanging around where women gathered. Somehow, this news also reached the ears of his father, the king.
Upon hearing this news, his father was enraged. His face turned ashen, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes widened as if spitting fire. In his fury, the father grabbed a thick vine and lashed it mercilessly at his son. Each lash carried a sharp whistling sound and boundless rage, striking his body with a crisp crack. The poor boy was beaten until his skin was torn and bleeding profusely, and ultimately succumbed to his injuries, becoming bedridden.
Despite the severe punishment he suffered, as soon as his health began to improve, he once again devoted himself wholeheartedly to in-depth research on women's childbirth. Others may find it difficult to understand his dedication to this matter, but he had his own convictions and beliefs.
His actions undoubtedly enraged his father. Ultimately, the usually stern father, unable to tolerate it any longer, resolutely ordered him banished from the house, severing all ties with this disobedient son. Thus, burdened by the misunderstandings and accusations of others, he left the home that had once given him warmth and protection.
After being expelled from his home, Wei Chang did not feel the slightest fear or hesitation. He resolutely shouldered his heavy baggage and embarked on a journey of wandering and travel with firm and powerful steps.
Upon arriving in a new place, Wei Chang would tirelessly visit the local experienced midwives and nannies, humbly seeking their knowledge and skills regarding childbirth. He would also meticulously record these valuable insights, afraid of missing any important details.
Sometimes, in order to witness a complete childbirth process firsthand and gain more intuitive and detailed practical experience, Wei Chang would even spend a great deal of time waiting patiently near the mother's home for several days. In this way, as the days went by, his accumulated medical records became thicker and thicker, but at the same time, the sense of helplessness hidden deep in his heart also grew deeper and deeper.